330 Jealous

    A tense silence hung in the air as the three of us sat there. My jaw clenched, and finally, I snapped, my voice cutting through the stillness. “What’s the meaning of this attitude, Levi?” I growled, my eyes narrowing on him.

    “Then what is it about?” I snapped at him while rising to my feet, my anger–filled beyes /bfixed on him. I hate that we are in this situation… I hate having a fight with any of them, and now especially because of Olivia.

    Levi’s face hardened, his jaw ticking. “This isn’t about sex, Lennox…”

    The corridors felt endless as I strode through them, my footsteps echoing against the marble floor. By the time I reached the study room door, my pulse was thundering in my ears.

    I took my seat, my expression neutral, but my jaw was tight. Dustin moved to his ceb, /band the meeting began almost immediately–reports of border patrols, supply allocations, and rogues‘ growing movements.

    We stepped into the pack hall, the heavy double doors closing behind us with a low thud. The room was already filled with the pack heads, their voices low, conversations blending into a muted hum. The long, polished table gleamed under the golden light of the chandeliers, and every gaze briefly shifted toward me as we entered.

    “You have a meeting with the heads,” he said simply, giving me a curt nod before turning toward the pack hall.

    The room went silent again, heavy with the weight of Louis’s words. My chest heaved as I red past him at Levi. The anger was still there, but under it was pain. I was pained that Levi had such thoughts about me.

    Levi pushed up from his seat, closing the distance between us until only inches remained. His hard re never wavered. “All I’m saying is, stop being maniptive, Lennox. Stop trying to pull her closer to you like that. You already have Olivia wrapped around your finger–you don’t need to do more.”

    Lennox’s POV

    Without waiting for his reply, I turned on my heel and walked out, my wolf pacing

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    inside me, torn between rage and hurt.

    Olivia stood there, her gaze darting between the three of us–bme/b, Levi, band /bbLouis /balready inside. She was tense, her hands sped in front of her, bas /bthough bbracing /bherself for the storm she knew wasing. Levi stood off to the side, arms crossed, still rigid from our earlier sh. Louis leaned against the desk, his expression heavy

    with irritation.

    I stood to my feet and all eyes were drawn to me. “Apologies… something came bup/b… this meeting is adjourned.” I didn’t wait for objections before striding to the door.

    My wolf snarled inside me, furious at his words. “Scraps?” I echoed, my angry voice booming around the room. “That’s what you think this is about? You were the first to make love to Olivia alone. Did you think I didn’t know?” I leaned forward, my re burning into him. “I wasn’t angry then, Levi. I didn’t get jealous. So why the hell are byou /bangry now just because she and I made out?”

    Her eyes locked on mine first. “What the hell is going on between demanded.

    you three?” she

    Without a word, I fell into step beside him. My wolf was still restless, pacing inside me, wing at my chest. The walk to the hall was quiet, my mind reying every word Levi had thrown at me. Maniptive. Wrapped around my finger. Scraps. Each tore into me… I’m the type of man whose words get into me easily, and especially from my loved

    ones.

    And I wasn’t lying. Levi had always been the perfect one among the three of us—calm,posed, measured–but he carried a spirit of jealousy. Not for anyone else… only for me. He used to think I always had the best, that I took the best. It was a shadow that trailed us when we were growing up, something that created distance between us. Butter… he changed. Or at least, I believed he did. He outgrew it, or so I thought. Which is why I don’t know where this ising from now.

    He turned his re on Levi first. “I’m thest–born here, Levi. If anyone should be acting out and throwing tantrums, it should be me. Not you. And definitely not over Olivia.” He exhaled sharply, his shoulders tense. “We have a serious problem with Frederick breathing down our necks, and you two are standing here ready to tear each other apart over this? Do you even hear how foolish this sounds?”

    Levi’s jaw ticked, but he met my re head–on. “I’m not jealous, Lennox. She’s ours. But you keep pushing like you’re the only one who matters, like the rest of us should

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    stand back and wait for scraps.

    I shook my head slowly. “You know what, Levi? If having Olivia all to yourself is bwhat /bwill help you sleep soundly at night, then take her. Have her.” My voice was filled with hurt. “I don’t need to fight my own brother just to prove something that was bnever /bin question.”

    But I wasn’t really hearing any of it. My mind was miles away, still locked in that room with Levi, still staring into his using eyes. Every so often, a voice from the table would drag me back, only for my thoughts to slip again. The weight of his words clung to me like chains, and no matter how I tried to focus, my chest stayed tight, my pulse unsteady.

    Outside, Dustin was already waiting for me, his stance straight and formal, but his eyes flickered with concern.

    Levi didn’t flinch. He leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, calm in a way that only stoked my anger. “Someone has to call you out,” he said calmly. “You’re acting like Olivia is only mated to you.”

    The moment I stepped out of the hall, the tightness in my chest only grew worse. My wolf paced harder, restless, wanting nothing more than to be near her. Olivia.

    Rage shot through my veins. My hands curled into fists at my sides. “So, you still haven’t changed, Levi? You still have that seed of jealousy toward me,” I spat.

    My frown deepened. His words angered me, but at the same time, I was hurt by his words… How could he think I was being maniptive?

    Suddenly, I got a mind link. “Lennox… I’m in the study room with Levi and Louis, can youe?” That was Olivia’s voice.

    Louis, who had been quiet all this while, finally stood up and stepped between us, separating Levi from me. “Both of you, stop it,” he snapped.

    I paused for a moment, breathing in deeply. Her scent was faint through the wood, soothing yet sharp enough to stir my wolf. I pushed the door open.

    I inhaled deeply before responding. “Yes… I’m on my way.”